Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 238 Play Pretend

Kathleen was very cautious in applying medication to the wound on Charles’ shoulder.

His injury wasn’t that serious, but Vivian’s teeth had broken the skin, causing the wound to bleed.

“This will definitely leave a scar on you,” said Kathleen flatly.

Charles was unfazed, though, responding, “It’s fine. It couldn’t be more normal for a man to have one or two scars.”

In a placid tone, Kathleen replied, “It’s fine for you but not your future wife. Would she be comfortable seeing another woman’s teeth mark on your body? Don’t always assume that women should accept you unconditionally. What if the woman of your life had a tattoo of another man’s name on her body? Would you be pleased, then?”

Charles kept his mouth shut.

Noticing his dejected visage, Kathleen let out a snort. “It’s okay! I’m here to help you.”

Charles turned to look her in the eye. Was she teasing me intentionally?

“So, Charles, could you get Caleb to come here with you tomorrow? I have something to tell you guys.” Kathleen was done treating Charles’ wound, so she began tidying up the medical kit.

“Can’t you just tell me now?” queried Charles ever so casually.

Kathleen shook her head.

Helpless, Charles went on, “You’re so secretive even though I’m your brother.”

By then, Kathleen had already kept the medical kit away as she walked up to Charles, asking, “Have you visited Granny yet?”

“Yup.” Charles nodded as he spoke. “She still recognized me.”

“That’s good, then.” Wearing a calm mien, Kathleen dropped a suggestion. “Granny will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, but she can’t stay with the Yoegers anymore. I think you ought to hire someone to clean up the house and let her move in.”

“That I know.” Charles paused for a bit to ponder before saying, “I’m thinking of getting a bigger house, though. The current one is kind of small.”

Kathleen remained silent for a brief moment. She then questioned, “Charles, do you think Granny might be willing to follow us abroad?”

Knitting his brows, Charles answered her with another question, “You’ve thought of leaving this place?”

“Wasn’t our initial plan for coming back here just to investigate Mom’s background?” Kathleen explained, “Now that we’ve figured out her identity, the only matter we have left to deal with is Vanessa and the others.”

“I’m not so sure… After all, Granny’s not young anymore. If she were to go abroad, she would have to adapt to a completely new life. Not only that, but I’m afraid that there are plenty of other things we

to him quietly

worn out by Samuel’s persistent pestering?” asked

It has nothing to do with him. I’m just thinking… Samuel has been gradually leading us into his trap. He even made use of Granny to divide

a faint smile. “Do you mean you

Kathleen was stumped for

schemes. I’m actually pretty impressed by that. No wonder he could always succeed in everything he did.” It

corners of Kathleen’s mouth twitched a little on that note. “Hey, Charles, which

have to ask? Of course,

“I know better than anyone how capable he is when it comes

down, she was worried that she

an end to all this

of someone else’s mistake. There’s very little point in worrying whether

hung her gaze low, her long eyelashes concealing

and you’re no saint yourself. Since he has a thing for you, he’ll certainly go all out

finish all the scenes of this film, could you arrange a job for me abroad? I’d like

no problem.” Charles

as she expressed her gratitude. “Thank you so

with your own brother, okay?”

smile from ear to

suppressed his

so, he

caught a glimpse of Kathleen’s scarf, he wrapped it around his neck and buried his

came a knock at the

in.” Samuel’s voice was hoarse and

pushed the door

he squinted his eyes at Samuel. “Are you

heard that voice. “What do you want,

Larson. He approached Samuel and reached out to grab the scarf before

of a lady’s perfume. Hehe…” said Nicholas with a half-smile. “Is it

snatched the scarf back from Nicholas’ hands in a

a reaction!” Nicholas then wheeled around to grab a bottle of brandy and two

glasses and served one of them to Samuel while claiming

tone reeked of coldness. “Why are you back from Loang? Didn’t you run away from home to escape your family, who kept pestering you to